Poems from Raphael De La Ghetto

Wait. You have a problem with the way I dress?  The way I pronounce my words or treat other women with respect? You hate me because I do...
  In the opening number   We are as blind as a worm   Content with the womb   Born of the sperm   Contended by measures   Fatality...
Red
Afraid of choice my mind trembles uneasily and is devoured by the sustenance of its origin. Intertwined within 1000 reasons to remain...